When I met Stephan, I knew what I had to do. For me. For us."I couldn't believe this was my wife sitting across from me. As she talked, she seemed tal...er, almost towering over me in her seat. She glared at me, her lips savoring the wicked satisfaction of each word."For us? You didn't do this for us!" I spat back at her.Stephan casually fished an piece of ice from her glass."You're wrong, David. I did it for me first, but ultimately for us. I had to make sure you knew how I felt, how much it. Some would say, ‘Just dumb luck.’ Troy and his wife were able to purchase a small, second home. They hoped to rent it out and provide for themselves, in their retirement years. As the fates conspired, Dean ended up renting, from Troy. Usually a terrible idea, (to rent from a friend), they had agreed early on, that their friendship would not suffer. Business was business, and they would treat each other with professional respect. They both were true to their word. The rent always came in on. Miranda was almost giggling. I noticed her eyes were watering. I asked what was wrong, she shook it off and said she was just so happy. I took her to my bed. There she helped me out of my clothes and gave me the best oral I ever had. Miranda sucked and licked me enthusiastically, I couldn't take my eyes off her. Then she climbed up my straddling my body. She grinded herself on me. It felt so good, she was wet and warm. I thought I better get a condom on and reached for one in the nightstand. Sonny, the person who had secured the fake ID for herneeded her to entertain a guest from out of town.Gina really hated these 'dates'. Sonny paid her for these nights outand she got to keep any gifts she might receive but she didn't like thefeelings she got from them, the feeling that she was a hooker, which onthese nights she was.She did protest to Sonny but he threatened to cancel the identificationarrangements he had set up for her. So until she could come up withsomething else she had to.